where then is the heart
the one who sings of love
stories still, forgotten
long lost moments of
past familiar faces
dewdrops on the lawn
brushed by tender footsteps
silent in the dawn
day breaks into dreaming
awake to linen light
dreams that danced before
now fading from the night
her memories of always
waves washed along the shore
as tides retreating carried
shells bleached by evermore
always hearts are full of
what life has come to give
through this blessed shadow
within the breath to live
grandfathersky 
this carried me from word to verse
as the wave of energy seemed to flow on a current from somewhere..
Beautiful…
I really like this …alot
Thank GFS for sharing
Take Care…
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maryrose
Thank you … This took some time before it felt right …. All the best -gfs
Lovely
Thank you 😉
Oh Peter, I really love this one…linen light. It caught and carried me along too. Thank you. Xx
It’s hard sometime to imagine words that capture a place and a feeling, good to know you find meaning in them … Hope this finds you well and thriving … Peter
Hello P, Your words do strike a chord within me…I am well and thriving thank you and I hope you are too? I am sitting here working looking at an absolute white out of snow…Winter’s last call maybe. Take care, Jane xx
Snow Angels when it stops! We had that blizzard in Feb – our town got 36″, it is the most I have ever seen in one day …